A: Love the new design. Who knew Blogger had gotten all fancy. Big ups, Blogger.
B: Let's hope I never try to adopt. I'll never pass the physical. I'll have to pay some young child to impersonate me at the doctor's office. Hell.
C: Is there a way to make your family stop calling you? I want to stop hearing the names of crazy people. And if that means my mother can't call, so be it. Also, she's no longer allowed to text. This, "Dad getting stint going 2 icu" is no good. It led to my infamous facebook warning to fashion a shiv, which could hurt me in the long run.
D: Remember St. Patrick's Day...and Boogie...green test-tube shots...and no parking places because of someone's grandma who shant be named? Now I'll probably just sit home and eat kale or something. #losing.
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